Ode to Winter Winter is death incarnate. Its bleak, sullen skies and early sunsets stir up a morose soup that seeps deep into my soul sadly and lingers there. I can’t digest it. I can’t shake it. I can’t get rid of it. The darkness is everywhere. Even the melancholy morning sun mourns and yearns for spring. But… Read More »
I Really Does Hates Verbs I’ve never much cared for verbs. I’m an adjective kind of guy. This morning, I came across a quote from one of my favorite authors, Lewis Carroll. I don’t have many favorite authors, but Lewis Carroll is one of them because of his wonderful word play. You’re probably thinking, “What quote?” aren’t you?… Read More »
The Dryer One might think that I was going to attempt to emulate a Stephen King horror story about a clothes dryer run amok. Perhaps escaping from its normal confines, the dryer set out to eat Manhattan or perhaps terrorize drivers on Route 66. But, I’m sorry to say, nothing so thrilling as that will appear in my… Read More »
Grateful and Lucky So, last year wasn’t a great year for me, and I got a little morose. But letting things get me down has never been the way I wanted to be, so my inner sunshine took over and lit the way forward. Melancholy brings nothing but sadness. Feeling sorry for yourself does nothing but make things… Read More »
Meditation on Continuation When a loved one dies, they disappear forever… or so we think. But no one we’ve ever loved disappears; they change form. Just because we can’t see them as we could before doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Think about the wind. We can’t see it, yet it exists. Tulips waving in the spring breeze. The… Read More »
From Both of Us to All of you — MERRY CHRISTMAS! Children’s eyes are bright and gleaming, Christmas Eve is finally here! Outside my window, snow is falling, It’s the brightest evening of the year. Children dream of Christmas morning, Santa Claus is on the way! And I, a father,… Read More »